Luyện nghe bài hát Tilting Against Windmills

Oh a brave soul.
He's to be straight, but like a host that feeds, bigotry inebriates.
No one's ever been compromised for being a white, straight male two blue eyes.
And thus, a declaration of unwavering pride walks hand in with Jesus, matching every stride.
Pew by pew and row on row, they're to revere him.
But when they're taught the wrath of God, they learn to fear him.

And themselves, and fear they should.
And themselves, and fear they will (God is dead).
Fear the vengeance of a tide.
the gap in your conscience that's ten miles wide.
Until you've suffered persecution and misguided accusations,
You've no right to pride.

Those that are truly are ashamed of their own urges.
Where sex gets buried under and cloth, rhetoric emerges.
the truth.
Recognize the true and sing, "Father forgive me for I have sinned."
He not forgive you, but I will.
Repent of your ways and we will you.
are no exceptions, no red flagged rejections, just open doors.
For at all, unversed and underwhelmed.
For at all, disarmed and disavowed.
All hail the knight of the verbal incontinence, tilting against windmills the night.
Inanimate objects, do not pose a real threat.
Your objection will surely be as a historic account of an ignorant prick.
If a sin against God or you, then fuck him, and fuck you too